Chapter 9
CHAPTER NINE
Chloe
When my eyes flutter open the next morning, there’s a heavy weight on my chest. For a split second, I panic but then I see the strong, tattooed arm draped over my bare belly and I remember.
Ryder.
He saved me from the snowstorm and…
Oh.
I shift my thighs together and feel the delicious aching sensation between my legs.
It wasn’t a dream.
It was very, very real.
Ryder fucked me.
Hard.
And it was amazing.
Way better than anything my imagination had ever come up with.
I don’t want to wake him, but I need to find my bag and the notebook I’m never without. I spot my backpack on the small table next to a pile of my clothes.
A flush of embarrassment comes over me at the reminder that I’d put myself in such danger, and he’d had to save me. Then again, I can’t be too upset. Everything turned out all right.
I sneak a glance at the sexy man next to me.
Oh yes. It definitely turned out all right.
Somehow, I’m able to slip out from under Ryder’s arm and pad across the floor to retrieve my notebook and pen from my bag. I need to record everything that happened before I forget it.
Outside the little windows of the log cabin, the storm is still raging. I grab a heavy wool blanket from the back of the only chair in the room and wrap myself in it to ward off the chill. The fire has burned down to embers, so I pop another log on before settling into the chair to write.
Recording every detail of what Ryder did to me the night before and what we did together is almost as good as experiencing it firsthand.
Almost.
Nothing can compare to the orgasms he gave me. Over and over. And then over again.
I had no idea that kind of pleasure could exist in real life. In romance novels, especially the smuttiest ones, yes. But in reality?
Wow.
My pussy tingles at the memory, and I hurry to write it all down.
I’m so lost in my writing, that I don’t notice Ryder until he clears his throat and says, “Good morning.”
My head shoots up from the notebook, and I drop my pen when I see him standing in front of me, completely naked, and very, very awake.
“Um…good…”
Ryder bends to pick up my pen. When he steps forward to hand it to me, I’m staring directly at his massive cock and I’m completely speechless.
True, I experienced it firsthand the night before, and I had intimate knowledge about how huge he was. My body was still aching from being so stretched by him. But somehow seeing his monster dick in the light of day is different.
I swallow hard and take the offered pen from him. Still unable to speak.
Ryder chuckles and turns away, giving me another equally impressive view of his tight ass. The man is an incredible specimen. I’ve never seen a man naked before, but even so, I know enough to know that Ryder isn’t normal. He looks as if he were carved from stone, every muscle perfectly defined.
My writing forgotten for the moment, I watch as he crouches in front of the hearth and stokes the fire. When he returns to standing, he turns and once more closes the distance between us until he’s standing directly in front of me.
He bends to kiss me on the lips, sucking my bottom lip between his teeth as he returns to standing. “Good morning, kitten.”
The use of the nickname he’s given me, delivered in such a sexy way, makes me instantly wet between my legs. Or maybe it’s the way he’s holding his huge dick in one hand, stroking it casually as he watches me.
My heart beats faster and my breath is coming in short pants. I cannot look away from him, or what he’s doing.
“Hungry, kitten?”
Finally, I tear my eyes away from his cock and look up into his eyes, which are dark with desire. “I’m absolutely starving.”
Ryder
After a night filled with dreams of my girl, I woke up with a raging hard-on, ready for another taste.
That was the thing about Chloe. I know I’m never going to be satisfied. Not for long. My need for her is insatiable.
For every taste I get, I only grow hungrier.
And judging by the look on her face, she is just as hungry.
“What are you writing?” I nod to the notebook she abandoned on her lap and step closer until my hard, needy cock is only inches from her face.
“A sex scene.”
I love her honesty.
“Based on last night?”
She nods.
“So you were doing research?”
“I told you I was.”
It’s not my imagination that she can’t stop looking at my cock. I keep slowly stroking it until a bead of precum appears at the tip, and she licks her lips.
She did say she was hungry.
“Ready for a little more research?”
Without hesitation, she nods and shifts forward on the chair.
“Drop the blanket.”
I need to see her gorgeous body. She does as I request; her nipples pebble instantly with the chill air in the cabin. My dick twitches at the sight, and Chloe gasps.
“Like what you see?”
I continue stroking my hard length, bringing myself torturously to the edge.
Chloe nods and sucks her bottom lip between her teeth.
I know I’m beyond blessed in the dick department. It must be intimidating, especially for a woman with such little experience.
“You took all of this inside you last night, kitten.” Her nostrils flare when I add, “Such a good girl to take me so completely for the first time.”
Chloe sucks in a breath. I love the way she responds to a little praise. So eager to please.
“I want to see you take me in your mouth, kitten.”
Her eyes widen and for the first time, she looks away from the hard rod between my legs to stare at me in shock. “What?” She shakes her head. “I don’t think I can. It’s…you’re…”
“You can.” I reach out with my free hand and stroke her hair. “I know you can do it. I want to see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock. Give it a try.”
She licks her lips and nods.
Chloe tentatively moves her mouth toward me. My dick jumps when she touches her soft lips to my shaft for the first time, and I have to squeeze myself to keep from shooting my load early.
“Like that?”
“Just like that. Now give it a taste. You know what to do.”
She does. And when she flattens her tongue along my shaft and licks up to the head, I can’t control the shivers that rip through me. Her tongue swirls around the tip, licking up the beads of precum. And then, without any prompting, she opens and takes me into her sweet little mouth.
My size stretches her wide, and visions of the way I stretched her pussy the night before flash through my mind.
“Good girl.” I keep one hand on the base of my shaft, holding myself back. “That feels so fucking good, kitten. Just like that. Now relax your jaw. You can take more.”
She looks up at me and slowly, I guide a little more of my length into her. She’s breathing fast through her nose, so I stroke her hair and murmur encouragement until she relaxes.
Her hot mouth feels so good, I know I won’t last long. I don’t want to push her too far on her first time. I begin moving, just a little, inside her. She moans as I slowly fuck her pretty little mouth.
“Fuck, Chloe. You feel so good.”
She moans again, eating up the praise, and I’ve hit my limit.
Chloe
I don’t have any idea what to expect, but once I have Ryder’s dick in my mouth, I’m filled with an overwhelming sense of power and need all at the same time.
And when he tells me how good it feels and how well I’m doing, well, there’s no way I can stop the gush of liquid between my legs. My own desire is dripping down my thighs as I welcome as much of his monster cock into my mouth as I can.
My pussy is aching with my own need but all my focus is on Ryder and pleasing him.
I do my best to keep my jaw relaxed and take him as deep as I can. When his thick head hits the back of my mouth, my eyes water with the effort, but it’s so hot. I’ve never done anything like this, or even imagined it. It’s incredibly sexy to be used like this.
“I’m going to come, kitten. Can you take it?”
Oh my, God. Yes. I can take it. I want it. I nod as much as I can with his cock stuffing me and look up into his eyes.
He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever seen and he’s here with me. Maybe it is just temporary, but I don’t care. At least for the moment, I can pretend it’s real. I can pretend it’s forever.
And that it’s not just Ryder’s cock in my mouth, but my man’s cock.
“Fuck, Chloe.” He grips the sides of my head and holds me in place while his dick twitches and jerks in my mouth.
And then it’s happening. He’s coming. Hot, salty streams are shooting down my throat one after another until I can hardly breathe. They just keep coming like a never-ending fountain.
“Fuck.” Ryder yanks himself free of my mouth, his stream of hot semen coating my tits as his climax overwhelms him.
His dick is still rock-hard as he braces himself over me, holding the back of the chair now, breathing hard. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. And I did that to him.
I was hot for him before, but after watching the way he lost control, I’m completely out of my mind with need for him.
I’ve only barely recovered when, before I realize I’m even doing it, I slip a hand between my legs, through my soaking wet pussy lips, desperate to take my own release the way I’ve done so many times before when a strong hand grips my wrist.
“No,” Ryder growls.
Shame burns through me as I look up at Ryder, who’s looking down at me with disapproval all over his face. I don’t know why, but the urge to please him and do everything right is so strong. Every time he tells me what a good job I’m doing, I feel like I’m a schoolgirl again, getting a gold star.
I just want to make him happy.
“I’m sorry,” I stammer, not entirely sure what I’m apologizing for. “I just need to…I’m so…”
“You’re horny, kitten?” He’s returning to his senses, once more fully in control of the situation.
I nod my answer, even though horny doesn’t even begin to describe the level of need I’m feeling. I’m so turned on that I feel like I’m going to burst out of my skin.
“You never need to apologize for that,” he says. “I should be the one to say sorry, because I will always take care of your needs.”
Ryder lifts me to my feet until I’m standing on shaky legs in front of him. His eyes dip down to my chest, where his sticky semen coats my tits.
“You look incredible wearing me like that.”
Again, the compliment does things to my insides. I could come with his words alone.
A second later, he slips his hand through the wet slick between my legs, and I jump from the electricity of his touch. But he’s holding me fast, so I can’t move.
“You’re so wet, Chloe. So ready for me.”
I nod and swallow hard.
“Later, I’ll take you to bed where we will do as much research as you can handle.”
I wiggle and squirm against his touch, desperate to have his fingers hit their target.
“But for now, let’s just take the edge off a little.”
Two thick fingers press inside my tight channel at the same time. I gasp with their intrusion, but just as quickly melt into how good it feels.
Ryder has one arm wrapped around me, holding me up against him. He turns and hooks the fingers inside me, thrusting them in and out of my tight channel until after only a few strokes, I shatter.